Third World Buses – First World Fear

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I held on tight. Closed my eyes and begged my brain to imagine one of my happy places, often invoked while at the dentist. My brain did not cooperate – it was too busy forming the words “holy crap, we’re going to die!” Looking back, I think my brain was over reacting. True, buses that wind through the twists and … Read More

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